Chapter 645 Disaster

These southeast asians were confident about the ghost eye curse.

This ghost eye has a lot to do with it.

You should know that in order to refine these ghost eyes, even with the support of the country's largest violent institutions and the material and financial resources to replenish blood, it still paid a lot of price.

So their true strength against the ghost eye curse was full of confidence.

These ghost eyes sealed in amber stone gave them the courage to challenge the western world.

A southeast asian man took out a Amber stone with a vicious and sinister look in his eyes. He pointed the Amber stone in the direction of Fang Zheng and was about to cast a curse... The next second, bang!

An explosion!

The southeast asian man didn't seem to be holding a Amber stone in his hand, but a grenade in his hand. Ah, a painful scream. The man's wrist was completely broken, his bones were exposed, and blood was gushing all over the floor.

The scene was bloody.

Ordinary spirit energy from ghost eyes + 1.

People were shocked to see a strange Ghost bride standing in the empty space behind Fang Zheng.

What had not been there before, now appeared out of thin air.

This strange scene stunned all the cultivators present.

Then, southeast asians made angry and resentful noises and took out another amber stone to curse Fang Zheng... Just the next second, bang!

The Amber stone turned into a grenade again. Another man's wrist bone was broken, and the wound was covered in blood and flesh.

Ordinary spirit energy from ghost eyes + 1.

Now, everyone realized that something was wrong, and there was a look of shock and confusion on their faces...

Why did the ghost eye curse suddenly fail? Not only did he not kill the mysterious weirdo, but he also injured two members.

Fang Zheng seemed to have no idea what was going on behind the scenes and was still running towards the west.

Seeing the mysterious and strange man about to meet the enemy after his appearance, southeast asians were worried that Fang Zheng's meeting with the western cultivators would have a greater impact on their plans, only to see the leader ask his men to try another curse.

To be on the safe side, the leader let five people go this time, while the other party was casting a spell.

All five of them were the most powerful Head teacher under his command.

One was good at medicine drop, one was good at insect drop, two were good at Blood curse, and one was good at ghost drop.

The result!

Bang! Bang!

The other two Head teacher, who were going down to the Blood curse, immediately burst their heads into watermelons, and the headless bodies fell straight to the ground. A large amount of blood was shot from the broken neck, soaking the ground red.

As for the other three, the props in their hands were also banging and exploding. If they had not learned from their companions, they would have been much more careful this time and their wrists would have been broken.

This time, there was a mass riot in southeast asia.

The blood lesson finally made them understand the truth. It was a curse!

It was the Ghost bride behind Fang Zheng who ate up all their curses!

Every time they cast a curse, that Ghost bride would always appear. And when they don't cast a curse, Ghost bride disappears.

When he heard the result, the leader almost bit his tongue out of fear.

Can devour all curses?

How is this going to kill? Isn't it going to sweep the entire southeast asian practice world?

Southeast asia was a place where poisonous insects, snakes, and ants were rampant in the south. There were not many other places in the south. Head teacher, who practiced the art of vicious curse, was the most.

It's not about sweeping southeast asia!

"You..." The southeast asian leader was horrified, but he did not expect to escape. Instead, his eyes flashed with malice and he only heard him shout.

"Attack together and kill him!"

"You must never leave this person behind!"

"Stop cursing and kill him in close combat!"

The leader thought to himself at the moment. He didn't believe that they could solve Fang Zheng's problem with so many people killing one person.

In an instant, seven or eight cultivators besieged Fang Zheng.

Among them were three masters of night travel, including the leader, who were two elemental practitioners and one stone giant.

The leader's body swelled to the height of a house and smashed a roadside telephone pole with one punch. One of his companions could not dodge and was trampled to the ground with one foot. But the leader had no pity and rushed to Fang Zheng in a few steps. A dozen tons of heavy rock fists, wrapped in a swift wind, smashed directly at Fang Zheng, who was as tiny as an ant.

The leader was tough, and he launched a fierce attack right from the start.

"Get lost!"

Facing the wind behind him approaching, Fang Zheng's momentum suddenly changed, and he turned around and threw out two punches.

Boom! Boom!

Two punches and kill the opponent.

Everything happened in an instant.

He saw that the first punch shook off the opponent, and used his true qi to detect the enemy, looking for weaknesses.

The second punch, a weak blow, shattered the opponent's rock body.

All of this happened so fast that the other two southeast asian masters had not had time to back off, and Fang Zheng, who had killed the leader by lightning, was instantly killed.

Bang! Bang!

Fang Zheng kicked out two feet, and there was a faint golden flame shining on his feet. It was the golden cicada membrane on his body surface, which isolated the hot flame on the surface of the elemental cultivator and directly kicked them in the chest.

Kacha! Kacha!

Two consecutive sounds sounded like bone fractures.

It was as if the two men were hit by a high-speed locomotive, and the huge force made them fly out like two cannonballs, smashing their companions behind them into rolling donkeys.

Fang Zheng was a true immortal in martial arts and a saint in physical form. Not only was he carrying five kinds of martial arts, both buddhism and taoism, but he also had the effect of Blessed Land nut 3. 0 to strengthen his physical body. Although his body shape was similar to ordinary people, there was a tyrannosaurus in his body.

With one punch, he was more than the average practitioner could handle.

Even the powerful rock giants were killed by Fang Zheng's two punches. Although there were reasons for killing with skill, they did not have absolute strength. Even if they knew the weakness of their opponents, they could not break through the defense.

The two masters of night travel tried to get up and run away, but Fang Zheng took a knife out of his hand and killed him on the spot.

The other southeast asian cultivators were so scared that their hands and feet were cold and their faces were filled with horror.

How could they not know that they had definitely hit the iron plate this time, even the strongest of them were beaten to death by two punches.

They would die if they went up.

At this moment, the western cultivators' camp also exploded.

Looking at Fang Zheng's understatement of killing the same level as killing a dog, no one could hold out for two seconds. They were all shocked to see that there was definitely a super expert coming.

In particular, the thought of the other party's magical ability to not fear the curse made her feel a little numb.

The mob of southeast asians, on the other hand, saw Fang Zheng looking towards them, as if a lamb had encountered a man-eating tiger and a natural enemy, so frightened that they forgot to run away.

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